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The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm., By thought supplied, nor...Voices of the true-hearted - Page 165by John Greenleaf Whittier, Park Benjamin, James Thomas Fields, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, William Cullen Bryant, James Russell Lowell - 1846 - 288 pagesFull view - About this book

...heart, It strike the lyre of praise. MRs. SIGOURNKY. TEN YEARS AGO, That time is past, And nil ita aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures! Not for this Paint I, nor mourn, nor murmur. Other gifts Havo follow'd for such IOss, I would believe, Abundant...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to him An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye." Too much praise cannot be awarded to the plastic spirit with...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to him An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye." Too much praise cannot be awarded to the plastic spirit with...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter...thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.—That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more,...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter...supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn,...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood. Their colors and their forms, were then to him An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye." " I grew up," he continues, " and my wishes grew with my...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more,...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite — a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no...

...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more,...